When a Bossy CEO Meets Gary Stu

§1087

Murong Jihua had such a simple, sweet thought.

You say City A (TL: Raws read Country A, which would contradict previously given information) has too great an imbalance in its gender ratio?

Fine, this shaoye will splatter lipsticks all over. Wouldn’t all the ladies just flock outside to get them?

Now there’s a crowd, a crowd of women. With more female traffic, more happy female traffic,
Followed by the grand appearance of the lady killer He Jünle, it shouldn’t be difficult to harvest a whole swathe of hearts of the young women, no?

──Murong Jihua, you sure are a genius!

§1088

He Jünle had such a noble, dark thought.

You say City A has too great an imbalance in its gender ratio?

Fine, this Gang boss will cross-dress in public, and with this talented, androgynous beauty post-makeup, wouldn’t all the same-sex double points be easily within his grasp?

──Worried that his good little CEO won’t be able to take the heat, he even considerately told him time and again to stay put at home and wait for his triumphant return…

Now great!

Look at all the women scattered everywhere!

Now the male-to-female ratio is fast falling through 1:2, oi!

Reaping through 1-point targets as his male form is such a loss of efficiency…

──Murong Jihua! You’ve managed to ruin the plan completely!

§1089

This bloody lesson has taught us,

That between a couple must exist honest, frank conversation and negotiation.

Don’t be so overconfident and assume the two of you know each other like the back of your hands.

──A relationship is only gradually cultivated, ok?!

§1090

“Ah… bollocks.”

He Jünle can feel his head throbbing in pain. The female clothing tucked away in his lap will likely see no usage.

Mu! Rong! Ji! Hua!

──Your great love for him sure does make him want to grind his teeth, hmph!

§1091

The two parties in the showdown are to act solely as themselves.

No bodyguards, no servants, choosing whatever mode of transportation they want, they are allowed to do whatever they want in the whole city limits,
From twelve noon, sharp, to the moment the moon rises tonight, whoever successfully electrocutes flirts with more people wins.

What a simple and fair showdown full of love and light.

§1092

When He Jünle arrives at the designated central square, Princess Elizabeth has been waiting for a while.

Right, she certainly didn’t bring a showy squad along, but the same cannot be said for her choice of clothing.

§1093

‘If you’re brave enough, do feel free to wear wedding dresses in public.’
Is a saying Yan Jihua knew.

He is having a profound realisation of its true meaning right now.

──As it turns out, a Princess who does not have the guts to go with her is not a good biologist.

She is standing there in a wedding dress long enough to sweep the floor. Her entire image is screaming ‘I’m the definition of beauty,’ practically going all ‘bling bling’ about her.

While he doesn’t want to admit it,
But, Murong Jihua, who packed himself up in so many layers of fabric even his own mother wouldn’t recognise him──And blended into the crowds that have gathered──can agree that when he saw the equally white silhouette emerge onto the stage,
He felt, that his good He Jünle, has already lost in imposingness.

§1094

Right. While our Le-gege’s attire is more down-to-earth, but hey, he’s an energetic bro, wouldn’t you say?
──While thinking so, Murong Jihua watches as He Jünle dramatically yawns and reveals a pair of watery eyes.

…

Right. While our Le-gege’s attire is more down-to-earth, and perhaps slightly under the weather, but the opponent has no support, and our side at least, has this marginally present buff of rue love, wouldn’t you say?
──While thinking so, Murong Jihua watches as Prince Blai’nd unfurls a massive banner to yell into the microphone over at Princess Elizabeth’s camp, going “Hua-girl, fight──!”

…

Right, While our Le-gege’s attire is more down-to-earth, and perhaps slightly under the weather, and not having as much mental supporters, but…
…
But he loves him! Love creates miracles, wouldn’t you say?
──While thinking so, Murong Jihua watches as Princess Elizabeth has made contact with He Jünle, and two seconds hence, the following conversation plays out –
“Mu-dage sure did put a lot of effort in for this competition.”
“──Ho. He’s still always the dummy who only screws things up,” replies He Jünle, with a smile.

§1095

…
…
I’m Murong Jihua, and I’m outta here!

Damned man’s mouth, sure are unreliable lying flaps indeed, this shaoye should never have expected He Jünle could ever praise him in front of others, the cunt!

This duel, he just can’t, anymore!

Is it too late for him to just hide deep in the Sahara and become a native?

§1096

While Murong Jihua’s heart is tearing up diamonds and he’s about to fly away with the wind, what He Jünle says next successfully drags his legs right back.

“However, Your Highness, there is still something I have to correct you for. Murong Jihua’s surname, is not Mu, but Murong. Or, it could also be He (TL: It is customary to add the husband’s surname to a wife’s own name in China, although this practice has been in decline for a long time now),
But no matter how much of a dummy he is, it does not at all impede how cute I think he all is;
Our competition is yet to be settled, Your Highness,
So do put down what should be his in your hands.”

──What an ingenious, brilliant and thorough demonstration of the phrase ‘I facepalm myself’!
──Not that that at all impedes how much Murong Jihua has been moved to a mess of tears yet and yet again by such a speech.

§1097

“…”

Princess Elizabeth seems surprised; her lips move and tremble for a while before she sighs,
And very light-heartedly folds the coupon in her hands neatly and properly, before placing it in He Jünle’s pocket, saying,

“¡Ah, siento mucho lo que dije! Yours, yours, all yours! Mr Jünle, no estés angry, make sure you keep calm for us humanity’s future’s sake!”

Then she looks meaningfully down at He Jünle’s completely flat waist.

§1098

Ah, He Jünle!

As expected of his man!

Murong Jihua, who completely forgot about his grudge from a second ago, is now happily squeezing into the crowd again, to spectate on the competition with hopeful eyes.